You were a part of easy company. That shit was not easy, especially in moments like these. You'd gotten lost after it was the day for everyone to make the big jump. You jumped, but the wind was strong- pulled you into enemy territory. And boy were you scared. You'd gotten hit a few times but made it out safe.

Hours later it seemed to be morning you'd follow your map to where your regiment was supposed to be. And there was easy company and everyone else. You called for Lipton